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The Wild Feathers, The Wild Feathers (Warner Bros Records)




The Wild Feathers, The Wild Feathers (Warner Bros Records)
CD Reviews 3/13

03/13/14
By Eric Saeger news@hippopress.com



 A bit late to the ball on this one (it came out last year), but when was the last time I talked about Southern rock, as in the sort of Southern rock that didn’t make you wish for some actual dumber-than-hell Southern rock? I mean, that’s what this is, old-school four-on-the-floor riffage from a bunch of Texas dudes trying to wish away their drawls but not their influences, in this case Tom Petty, The Allmans and such. Those influences, and the ones they can’t help, like [place emo band here], have mutated here into a flammable but accessible mixture of neo-AOR and 1970s-arena — it’s a lot like what you’d get from a Molly Hatchet vs Airborne Toxic Event steel-cage match.  Opener “Backwoods Company” is one of those holler-and-fire-your-shotgun, near-punk-speed things you’d always wished Lynyrd Skynyrd had made more of. With most new bands, the throwback authenticity would end right there, but “American” follows with a more laid-back but just as in-your-face radio bit that combines Allmans subtlety with a Doobie Brothers hook and one of those solos that could make a kid beg Mom for his first Strat. If Glee tried to cover one of these tunes it would suck quite loudly, thus I can’t think of any age group under 55 that could proactively hate this record. A — Eric W. Saeger

 





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